At the memorial service I catered today I worked with a gal cook who I haven’t seen for most of the summer (she works on weekends for us during the winter, she’s a damn good cook!) and I found out that she wasn’t vaccinated. “I don’t like mandates, people telling me what to do.” I say “I don’t like that I could die from an aggressive novel respiratory virus!”

“That’s true,” she said to me.

She’s young. I worry sick about her too. And I hope maybe something I said this afternoon gets her thinking.